Chapter 43: Birthday Gift (Part II)

After reading the words, the uncle remembered that there was another one.

Is it also a word?

Thinking to himself, the uncle opened the paper again, and then, with his mouth open, could fit in two eggs......

Actually, it's a statue of Guanyin?!

This statue of Guanyin is completely in the ink style, and Guanyin faces dignified, but it is not the kind of blessing statue with a face like a full moon that is used to painting in Chinese painting.

Lin Xiaoxiao painted this Guanyin statue as a beautiful Guanyin with modern aesthetics, if you insist on finding a more vivid metaphor, it is Zhao Yazhi's version of the Guanyin statue - although this Guanyin painting does not look like Zhao Yazhi.

First of all, the light and shade of the Buddha's light and Guanyin's face are spread out in a wide range with light ink, and then, the shape of Guanyin is drawn out in a technique close to white drawing.

In this painting, Lin Xiaoxiao also painted twice, first briefly sketched the outline of Guanyin with a brush, and then, spread a layer of rice paper, paved the thick and light ink according to the outline of Guanyin, and finally sketched Guanyin.

This kind of painting method is that she added the previous method of painting gouache into it, if it is expressed with colored ink, the effect will be better, but Lin Jiamu has those colored pigments, mainly because Lin Xiaoxiao doesn't know what Lin Xiaoxiao uses, and after Lin Xiaoxiao has this idea, he has no money to buy it, for fear that the cost of framing this time is too high, so he doesn't dare to buy things randomly.

"Little girl...... Did you write and paint both of these works yourself? The uncle knew that he was annoying like this, but he couldn't help but ask.

Lin Xiaoxiao had to nod again, isn't he low-key again? But this time I can't do it, I painted it seriously for the sake of the second uncle.

"Uncle, how much will these two paintings cost if they are framed?" Lin Xiaoxiao was most worried about this matter, she was afraid that there would not be enough money.

"This ...... It's okay to use the most common materials, right? You give it to Bamao. The uncle thought about it for a while, and gave Xiaoxiao a twenty-fold discount, "This painting has to wait for a day, can you come back tomorrow afternoon?" ”

Lin smiled and nodded, there are still a few days before Grandma Lin's sixty-sixth birthday, she is not in a hurry.

Lin Xiaoxiao left the house with his front foot, and on his back foot, an old man with gray hair walked in.

"Old Sun, take one each of Garcinia cambogia, ochre, cobalt blue, and ultramarine." As soon as the old man entered the door, he reported a long list of paint names, but saw that Boss Sun didn't even raise his head, frowning and staring at the two pieces of paper on the table.

"Huh? Who painted this picture? The old man leaned over and asked in surprise.

"Guess." Boss Sun looked up and saw that it was this one who was asking, smiled, and asked rhetorically.

"I guess?" The old man smiled and shook his head, "The pen is weaker, but the imagination is rich, this person should be a young man, eclectic and thoughtful." ”

"It's young." As he spoke, Boss Sun showed the money that was blocked by him.

Lin smiled and ...... Four?! ”

Young, but this is too young, right?!

When Lin Xiaoxiao returned to the Lin family, whether it was Grandma Lin at home, or Grandma Li and Li Ling at the gate of the hospital, no one found that Lin Xiaoxiao had gone out.

No one found the best.

Lin Xiaoxiao went back to the door of the house on tiptoe, and then ran to Li Ling's house again pretending to be just out of the house.

Li Ling didn't play Go well enough, and as soon as Lin Xiaoxiao went home every day, the Go pair would be taken away by her, so Li Ling had been grinding her parents for the past few days and bought her another pair.

Now, when Lin Xiaoxiao goes to Li Ling's house again, he doesn't have to hold the pile of chessboard chess pieces.

In the middle, Grandma Lin went out to find Lin Xiaoxiao once, and when she stretched out her head, she was relieved to see that Lin Xiaoxiao was at Li Ling's house.

It's also strange to say, as long as Lin Xiaoxiao uses the time retardation device, no matter whether Lin Xiaoxiao is in front of others, whether it is family or friends, they will subconsciously ignore her, even if they want to go to Lin Xiaoxiao's house to find her, they will deliberately wait for the hour to pass.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoxiao is very happy to have an absolutely private space four times a day, and she doesn't have to be afraid of being disturbed by her parents and friends.

In the afternoon of the next day, Lin Xiaoxiao, who had used up the time retardation device four times, went out again and trotted all the way to the calligraphy store.

The large glass doors decorate the entire store with a spacious and bright interior, and you can see the neat but bookish interior at a glance from the outside.

Pushing the door in, Lin Xiaoxiao saw that there were two other people standing in front of the counter talking to the boss yesterday.

Walking to the counter, Lin Xiaoxiao rushed to the counter on tiptoe and asked, "Uncle, have my calligraphy and paintings been framed?" ”

"Oh! There you are! When the uncle saw Lin Xiaoxiao coming, his eyes lit up, he looked up and nodded at the two of them, then turned to the back and took out two scrolls.

"Come on, see the effect." The boss didn't go directly to the front of the counter, but went around directly, and about two meters away from Lin Xiaoxiao, he opened the Baishou map first.

"Well, that's good." As soon as the scroll was added, the effect of the Baishou diagram suddenly increased by a big notch, and Lin Xiaoxiao was very satisfied.

"Look at this again." The boss hurriedly changed to another pair, and opened it with a "bang".

The statue of Guanyin is very dignified, although this Guanyin was painted by Lin Xiaoxiao as a beauty with a melon seed face, but the compassion and harmony on the face are not less at all, and there is a sense of beauty that modern people can appreciate in the dignified.

The two works are very beautifully framed, and Lin Xiaoxiao is quite satisfied.

was about to pay the bill, when the two people next to him suddenly asked, "Little girl, your name is Lin Xiaoxiao?" ”

Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes to see that the man who asked was a fifty or sixty-year-old uncle, but he didn't know him?

Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao stunned, the uncle smiled, pointed to the two works that the boss was sorting out and said, "There is a payment on it, did you write it yourself?" ”

"Oh, I wrote it myself." I see, I wrote my name on the painting, and people will know it when they see it just now.

"You drew it? Are you four years old now? Originally, this old man thought that there was a fake in this painting yesterday, and it was possible that the parents helped the child draw it, but it was just written on the child's name. But then I thought about it, whose parents are so boring, and this kind of painting is not the work of teaching school teachers, can they help their children cheat?

It's just that when he saw Lin Xiaoxiao with his own eyes today, the old gentleman was still taken aback - it turned out to be a real, living four-year-old child!

"Yes, I'm four years old." Lin Xiaoxiao was puzzled, but when he turned his head and thought about it, he was a little kid and could paint such a neat work, which was a new thing for these people who like to read and French paintings, right?

"Who taught you how to write?" The other man with glasses also interjected curiously, since he entered the door, it was the old man who was asking questions, and he didn't even grab a chance to speak.

"Words? I learned from my father, and I learned to write from the newspaper. Lin Xiaoxiao thought about it, and had to answer like this, she can't say that she went to the bookstore every day and "stole" all the words in it home, right?

"What's your dad's name? How old are you? The glasses man asked as he bent over the reflection of his lenses.

Lin Xiaoxiao took half a step back - what is this uncle going to do? Does he want to kidnap the ticket or my dad?

"Uncle, what's your name? How old you are. Because his name is written on the painting, others will recognize it when they recognize it, Lin Xiaoxiao will not be stupid enough to report the situation of his family to a stranger.

"Uh......" The man with glasses choked, looking embarrassed. He didn't expect that Lin Xiaoxiao, a little kid, was quite vigilant. "Uncle's surname is Zhang, is your father a calligrapher?"

Lin Xiaoxiao realized that the two of them regarded it as their own family calligraphy, and if they couldn't figure it out, they still suspected what kind of calligrapher their father was.

"My dad was a worker, not a calligrapher." Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly shook her head, if the two calligraphy lovers regarded him as the daughter of a calligrapher, he might not have a good life in the future.

What's the safest thing to do these days? Worker.

What's the most prevalent in these days? Worker.

Therefore, saying that my father is a worker is definitely the safest answer.

The man with glasses was surprised for a while, he was stunned, and the gray-haired old man next to him asked, "Then your painting was also taught by your father?" ”

Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned and shook his head: "I drew it myself according to the illustrations on the wall calendar and books." ”

"According to the drawing? Wrong. The old man frowned, with a thoughtful look, "There is no such way to draw Guanyin in the statue, and no one will draw Guanyin like this, the face shape is wrong." ”

"This ...... I changed it according to the big beauty in the photo......" Lin Xiaoxiao is weak-hearted, she doesn't like those traditional painting methods, painting people with round faces, thick waists, and collapsed shoulders, in short, it doesn't conform to the human form, and it lacks beauty, I don't like it, I just don't like it.

When the old man was stunned for a moment, the man with glasses next to him stepped up again and asked, "Little girl, can you write a few words for me?" ”

"Writing?" Lin Xiaoxiao frowned and took another step back.

"yes, write a few words for me, okay?" The uncle looked like he was abducting a child, smiling.

"Uncle, you don't look like a good person with a smile." Lin Xiaoxiao retreated again, and then walked around to the waiter's uncle, "Uncle, I want to take my painting and give you money." ”

Holding the eight-cent ticket, Lin Xiaoxiao pulled the clerk uncle.

"Oh, well, I said Mr. Zhang, don't scare my little guest." The clerk bent down to take Lin Xiaoxiao's money, and said to the man with glasses with a smile.

"This ...... Children, uncle doesn't mean anything else, he just wants to see you write a few words on the spot...... By the way, do you want to apprentice? "That man's face was a little red, it was the first time he was choked like this by a little girl, it was so embarrassing!

"Apprenticeship?" Lin Xiaoxiao pouted secretly, who does this man think he is? Since you suspect that the word was not written by yourself, then say it directly? What's the point of letting yourself write a few on the spot? And what do you say that you don't worship your teacher, you really think you're a great calligrapher?